Rough week

This week is the one year mark of my testing, biopsy and diagnosis. A year ago today I was driving home from work when the doctor called back and told me it was positive for cancer. I had been calling his office all day trying to get the results. I held it together until I got home and then waited for my husband to get home. Once I said it out loud to him I lost it. The whirlwind of tears, tests, research and doctors had begun. I would never be the same person again.

It is a rough day to remember but I am so thrilled to be sitting here a year later to recall it. I didn't really do anything to note the day other than a friend bought me coffee and I might have a drink later to "celebrate". Today was Passionately Pink for the Cure day at work and it was wonderful to see so many co-workers in pink and we raised almost $300. I also had a meeting at the hospital about a survivor panel I will be sitting on next weekend. So my day was again surrounded by reminders of breast cancer but they were positive reminders!

Next week is the beginning of my reconstruction process so I will be down for a few days. Then November 1st will be my one year as a survivor since that is the anniversary of my surgery that removed the cancer.